You strip my dress off over my head. Excited by my lack of panties, your first move is to dive between my legs, licking me quickly with a passionate a...d forceful tongue. I gasp and fall back, bracing myself with my arms. You don't stay there long. Before I know it, you're up above me, leaning my body back against the bed and stretching my arms overhead. Mounting me, you reach to tie my wrists to the leg of your desk behind the bed. With you above me like this, I can just reach up to lick at. This sexy 15 year old girl was the most enthusiastic cock sucker I’d ever met. She has since improved with every blow job she’s ever given me. Her desire to be the best had led to the ability to get my entire 7 and a half inches going down her throat.Lauren also has an openness to new ideas I don’t usually see in a teenager. I met her after school one day at the tanning salon where she works. I booked a massage there just before closing. Lauren didn’t give massages, but she ‘forgot’ to. Mom was thrilled, a guy coming to the house with flowers and willing to come inside to meet the parents, fantastic. As far as she was concerned, he was a keeper. He escorted me to his car, a Taurus, but it was his, not his parents. Then, for the first time since I was child, he opened the door for me. Maybe my outfit had something to do with that. I was wearing the shortest skirt my dad would let me. No hose (my legs had a healthy tan), and a halter top with a short jacket. He liked it but did. Three days ago this room had been devoid of almost all obvious signs of a female inhabitant, and now she'd restored it to 'A Girls Bedroom'. I started looking around for the things she'd let me keep from my old room. I couldn't find anything at first, until I checked in the magazine rack: I sat down in shock - my secret had been discovered! White as a ghost, I began trembling with a fear and panic stronger than anything else I'd ever felt before. I should warn you, reader, that I don't.